Chapter 10

Today's the day, Lucius left home for the first time this week. There was another of his moronic gatherings last night. The assassin planned on letting him withdraw the amount and make the death look like it was down by a thief or something. The minute news of lucius's death becomes public I plan on having mother have the wards reset and drastically reduce the access list. I didn't want to see if the manor would give access to either other death eaters or possibly voldemort's spirit if there was a change due to my meddling.

I was practicing my potions and trying to increase my levels. As far as I could tell I got three levels for every novice level potion which was above exceeds expectations and one level for any novice level potions that was acceptable. Any apprentice level potions i made gave me anywhere from five to seven levels depending on quality. In four days I had managed to get my level up from 1 to 43 if I continued so I'd be done with my first job in one more week.

I did however believe that on higher level the job gains would be harder. But on the other hand maybe I'd get ridiculous levels by making incredibly complicated potions like Felix Felicis which took like six months or so to make. Right now I was practising a few novice level healing potions like the burn cure, boil cure and the like. I was actually doing it for Severus who I decided on irritating by calling him uncle sevvy cause why the hell not, he produced the potions used in the medical wing at Hogwarts and I was being paid by him to produce EE level novice potions because he'd rather brew the more complicated potions than the beginner ones.

As a benefit I got more spending money not that id need it but still good to have gold in hand especially gold that I earned. The ingredients and the like were provided by him of course. I just brewed but if I was wasteful and or ruined the potions I was expected to pay for the ingredients by my mother and as such didn't waste stuff. I was currently in sevvy's private lab at Hogwarts I was actually being given instructions on various techniques and the like I could use as substitutes for the common methods for improving upon my potions and decreasing brewing times. It was amazing, I mean mom's good at brewing potions and even teaching me how to. But Snape when the mood actually took him was an incredible instructor.

I mean he gave me a ten minute lecture on why a rat's tail was used in a boil cure that alone gave me two levels simply by listening to him. I wonder what would happen if I actually managed to score an apprenticeship with him. He and I actually made a deal if I was able to pass a newt level practical and theory exam delivered by him before I went to Hogwarts he would by give me all my potions lectures off and I would receive an hour long lecture everyday on higher potions and even a possible apprenticeship if I had as he called it the potioneers touch. Which in all honesty would be amazing.

In this world turns out Snape wasn't really very friendly with Lucius and was actually a close friend of narcissa her being the one who took him in when he was a firstie in Slytherin when she was a fourth year. And that was the reason I was his godson, dracos in this world was one of Lucius's death eater buddies one Theodore Nott senior. Either way Snape was actually funny when the mood caught him he had this caustic and cutting sense of humour which most children would be crying at.

In cannon i most of snapes antagonism towards Harry potter came from the fact that he looked too much like James potter. But in this world iris potter as reported to be by Dobby who I'm happy to mention is not yet insane, was a redhead and did indeed have the famed Evans green eyes. So God knows how he'd react I sincerely hope he doesn't lust after her or something because that would be super creepy and even though I like him I'd be honour bound to end his life .

Right now it was about seven in the evening and mother expected me back by eight. I suspect that this whole potions instructions were an excuse for snape to keep an eye on me. Well I had decided to tell mom the truth anyway and I was just waiting for Lucius to drop before I did so. Not for any reason mind you I just wanted to postpone it for no reason at all.

Right now I was in sevvys lab with him he was currently brewing like twelve potions simultaneously. They were all spread out on this freaking huge work bench which could hold like six or seven more cauldrons and burners. As I was working on my potion and as I was bored I suddenly say,"hey sevvy, can you tell me how you are able to work on so many potions simultaneously? Because let me tell you if I added just another potion here is probably end up having a couple of explosion on my bench."

He takes in a breath and says,"you are never going to drop that name are you brat? Well I couldn't either at first so I used to write down what the combined recipie would be. It's like add ingredient X in cauldron A and stir 3 times after that add ingredient Z in cauldron B and stir so many times. Ans so on. right now all my potions are being brewed using a meticulous process I had first written down five years ago when I first joined hogwarts as all these potions are used very often and I make a batch of all of these everyday and send it over to the medical wing.as I do it everyday nearly all year long the process itself is embedded into my muscles as well as my mind so now I don't even have to think about it."

"That makes sense uncle sevvy, but I have to ask will I be able to do stuff that in the future? I really don't think I will be able to do so. Maybe a couple or so simultaneously but I don't think I'll ever be able to do it like you do." I say genuinely thinking that he was amazing at potions.

"True, I can tell you like potions not because you like the subject itself but because you think that potions will be incredibly useful and you think being better at it will make it easier for whatever plans you have for the future. While I can train you to be amazing at brewing any potion you can think of or even modify existing potions to improve them, I don't think you have that spark that would allow you to be an incredible potions master pumping out discoveries and going into research."

"You are right I learn potions for the same reason as I am learning about runes because they are both incredibly versatile and while I do believe I'd do better at runes than in potions I do want to learn everything I can about both." I replied honestly because let's face it he was a spy which means he's probably capable of noticing when I was lying.

"Well at least you are honest about you motivations for learning, in all honesty I would never expect a seven year old have any interest in potions and runes as they are time consuming and not flashy like the wanded subjects are. So tell me what are your goals for the future?" He asked clearly curious as he looked up from his potion for the first time in this conversation.

"Honestly I don't really have a goal per se, but I want power ,I want knowledge if possible I want to recreate falmels stone. Not because I'm scared of death or some other inane reason more so that one lifetime will never be enough for me to learn as much as I can. And I do mean everything I can magical, Muggle makes no difference. The power I want simply so that idiots like in the ministry cannot object or try to stop my studies in whatever field I fancy." I declare quite confidently

He looks at me as if he really wants to try legilmency on me but remembers that I was trained by narcissa malfoy neé black who was the one to train him in occlumency in the first place and thought better of it and says, "that's quite a feat you plan on accomplishing, and pray tell what you will do if after all your efforts you fail to recreate the stone?"

"I don't really know, if I die of old age I probably won't have any regrets mind you. Sure I'd wish I had more time to continue my studies in various fields but I'd die happy or at least I hope I do." I say because he does have a valid point.

"Curious,most interesting I have to tell you most children your age do not understand the concept of death and here you are hoping that if you do die it will be a happy death by old age." He said as he turned back to his potion and asks me, "and do tell how you plan on keeping the ministry away from you business whatever it may be?"

"In all honesty I plan on using the malfoy money I'll have access to to buy a small barren island somewhere out there.and build a tower where I can research and study to my heart's content. Make the island unplottable and place a few good wards and no one other than those I take there will ever be able to find it let alone interfere in my business." Probably wasn't all that smart telling him all my plans but well it's not like he can or even would stop me. I'm sure he himself has had that idea sometime in the past.

"An acceptable plan but why barren and how do you plan on getting potions ingredients and the like to experiment with?" He asks clearly interested in doing the same if he could.

"Well a barren island will be significantly cheaper,a little earth magic and it will be positively lovely and for the ingredients and the like a Hugely expanded trunk of some sort will do I suppose or maybe an expanded greenhouse would work,haven't quite gotten that far yet." I reply.

"And where does your mother and the seat of house malfoy fit in?"

To which I reply with,"well the moment I take my lordship I plan on making my mother my proxy and never ever physically set foot in the fool infested institution that is the wizengamot. While mother is training me on the finer aspects of diplomacy I do believe I'd try and succeed in slaughtering the wizengamot within a week of being in their presence."

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Status:-

Name - Abraxus arcturus malfoy.

Alias - Alexander Charles black

Rank - 1

Job - novice potioneer,level 43

Job history -none

Skills- none

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